In the ward, the originally depressing atmosphere became a little warmer because of Lao Zhang's appearance.
after all,
No matter how confused the old Taoist is, no matter how determined Zhou Ze is,
Staying in this hospital all the time and constantly enduring various accidents, I always feel rejected and depressed.
It feels really good to meet an acquaintance at this time.
"Mr. Xu."
Old Zhang nodded slightly to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes and nodded.
“Old…” The old Taoist almost called out Old Zhang’s name, but he held back.
"Do you know each other?" Qin Sheng asked.
"Yes, good friend, we came to Sanya for a trip together."
"Oh, so it is..."
Qin Sheng's cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone and answered it.
"What?"
Qin Sheng took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and handed the transcript to Lao Zhang.
"Brother, there's something wrong in the operating room. I have to go take a look. Please help me take the notes first."
At this point, I no longer care whether it is in accordance with the rules.
Qin Sheng left the ward. Lao Zhang went forward to close the door, then turned around and asked with a very incredible expression:
"Boss, Taoist priest, what's wrong with you?"
"Old Zhang, don't mention it. I'm almost dying from being hospitalized here."
The old Taoist felt as if he had met his relatives, and he had a lot of grievances that he needed to vent.
"Why are you here?" Zhou Ze asked, opening his eyes.
"That's my old comrade in this body. We happened to meet each other while eating noodles downstairs in the hotel, and we came here together."
"Can't I let you come?"
When Lao Zhang heard this, he was stunned for a moment and didn't answer, but he didn't deny it either.
If Lawyer An were here at this moment, he would definitely slap his thigh and exclaim:
"Ah, the boss is worthy of being the boss. As expected, he can tell at a glance which bastard came up with this evil idea!"
"We have nothing to do, please leave now."
There's really no need to bring other people in for this fight. Just myself and the old Taoist will be enough. If myself and the old Taoist can't handle it in the end, bringing more people in will only lead to deaths.
Lao Zhang hesitated for a moment. He still remembered the plan that Lawyer An talked about when he returned to the hotel that night.
He even repeated those words silently every night during meditation these days.
Lao Zhang has been loyal to his duties and to the people in this life, no, in both lives, but this did not affect his choice to sacrifice himself for his friends.
In fact, in Lao Zhang's heart, he has lived longer in this life thanks to Zhou Ze;
He felt it was worth it if he could use his life to help Zhou Ze and the old Taoist get through this difficult time.
"Boss, I'll stay and help take care of you. You're all in this state, it's not appropriate for you to have no one to take care of you."
The boss is in a miserable state and is lying in bed.
The old Taoist is visibly in a worse state.
"Go back and be obedient."
Zhou Ze had no intention of leaving any room for negotiation on this matter.
Boss Zhou had never thought of what Lawyer An had thought of. It's not that Zhou Ze was not that smart, the fundamental reason was that Zhou Ze really didn't have the awareness of sacrificing his subordinates in exchange for benefits.
If they are just passers-by A and B, they will just get their lunch boxes, and they don’t care.
Everyone has their own circle of close friends. Which leader doesn’t have his own circle of trusted people around him
Zhou Ze knew Lao Zhang before he became famous. At that time, he felt that this old detective was so annoying. It seemed that he just wanted him to help solve cases all day long.
Later, Lao Zhang died. Well, after his death, it was more natural for Lao Zhang to trouble me to investigate the case.
Although it was annoying, to be honest, Zhou Ze really treated Lao Zhang as his own. He turned him into a ghost messenger at the beginning, but he never thought that he could merge with the clone of Xiezhi in the future.
This is purely from the perspective of an ordinary person.
I think such an excellent and good policeman,
Just like that,
What a pity.
There are too many disasters in this world that have lasted for thousands of years, so we must do something for good people to the best of our ability.
"Boss, can you smell it? It smells so good."
At this moment, the old Taoist sitting on the hospital bed suddenly sniffed his nose.
Lao Zhang also sniffed hard and said doubtfully, "It seems there is a fragrance."
"What's that smell? It smells pretty good. It's not the smell of food, is it?"
"sandalwood."
Zhou Ze spoke.
"What is this? Sandalwood. Which patient is so particular as to burn this thing in the ward?" the old Taoist asked in confusion.
Old Zhang was obviously shocked.
Unlike the old Taoist who is confused,
Old Zhang knows exactly what kind of opponent the bookstore is facing now.
This sandalwood...
The fragrance suddenly becomes stronger and stronger, without giving you much time to prepare and adapt. It seems that the concentration has suddenly increased to a terrifying level.
At this time, you feel as if you were thrown into a jar of fragrant oil, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult.
Zhou Ze slowly sat up from the bed.
The afternoon sun shines in from the window.
at this time,
It is so bright,
The reflections of golden lotus flowers began to flow on the windowsill, like a miracle.
The Sanskrit sound begins to chant, coming from nowhere but always around your ears.
If there is a Xuan cultivator who happens to be outside this hospital at this moment, he can use his Dharma Eye to see that the entire hospital is now covered by a layer of rosy light, emitting a sacred glow.
The clouds in the sky gathered together, sometimes looking like people, sometimes like animals, but they all exuded a holy posture.
Old Zhang pursed his lips and subconsciously sat on Zhou Ze's bed.
Afraid
Of course I am afraid.
When bragging, I can say that I am not afraid of anything.
But when you know who is about to appear in front of you,
No matter how brave or how vicious a person is,
You don’t dare to swear that you are not afraid anymore, right
Some things,
It has been passed down for thousands of years.
It lives in people's daily discourse.
It lives in people’s living habits.
It lives in people’s beliefs;
Zhou Ze silently took out a cigarette.
I played one for Lao Dao and Lao Zhang respectively.
Then he nodded silently.
game,
Is it going to end
After playing for so long and everyone having suffered so much, it seems that we still couldn't make it through.
Blow out a smoke ring,
Zhou Ze's gaze fell on the old Taoist.
Just now, the local criminal police officer answered the phone and seemed to say that something happened in the operating room.
oh,
Yes,
Di Ting couldn’t be rescued, right
In fact, there is still room for luck, for example, the Bodhisattva may not be able to confirm the identities of himself and others, or the Bodhisattva may be targeting someone else.
After all, whether it is the Buddha's light or the rich sandalwood fragrance in the air, it is aimed at the entire hospital, not this single ward.
But for some reason, at this moment, smelling the scent of sandalwood, Zhou Ze really didn't even have the slightest hope in his heart.
The rest,
All that remains is the calmness of what is about to be faced.
The old Taoist priest was still there, twitching his nose.
He couldn't see the other strange sights around him and could only smell the fragrance.
Zhou Ze suddenly stopped panicking.
Put your hands on the back of your neck and just lean on the bed.
He was really interested.
When the Bodhisattva came in,
The last generation,
How to face him.
As for his own safety and Tiehanhan's safety, there is nothing to worry about. Worrying does not help resolve the crisis.
at the moment,
In the hospital,
The patient's family members, who were anxious and restless, suddenly calmed down at this moment.
The patients who were suffering from illness seemed to be comforted at this moment.
The fatigue of the medical staff who had been busy all day was also cleared away.
Buddha's light,
shines everywhere;
"Squeak..."
Door,
Pushed away from the outside.
The three people in the ward all looked over there.
Old Zhang's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Next,
He realized something very serious.
If he wanted to transform into a Xiezhi, he had to kill the woman in the bookstore first. Lawyer An and the others had no idea what was happening here, so...
Lao Zhang immediately took out his cell phone.
He wants to inform Lawyer An.
It's time.
However,
The embarrassing thing is,
The phone shows no signal.
"Ghosts can do this, let alone Buddhas."
Zhou Ze thought that Lao Zhang was going to call for help, but when he saw Lao Zhang staring at the phone screen in a daze, he couldn't help but tease him.
"No, Boss..."
Old Zhang was a little confused. What should he do
The old Taoist stared at the door with some curiosity, perhaps thinking that the doctor had come to check on him again.
Zhou Ze waited calmly. After all, he was a man that Zeng Nongfu had defeated with three punches. When the time came, he would not lose face.
The door of the ward,
It was opened.
When the door touches the wall behind it,
The entire ward seemed to be stretched out at this moment.
The ward, which was not very big, suddenly became vast.
On the ground,
Lush,
Around,
Small bridge and flowing water,
Sky,
The sky is cloudless and blue.
Soft sunshine, warm breeze, and the faint scent of gardenia.
Perhaps this is a paradise on earth tailor-made for human beings. Everything is natural in nature, without any trace of artificiality.
only,
The hospital bed beneath them was still telling the three of them,
here,
There is a problem.
"Shit, there's a ghost in the hospital, boss."
The old Taoist exclaimed.
As an old Taoist who often saw pigs running, he naturally knew what the changes at this time meant. However, his imagination was limited to ghosts.
Above the sky,
At this time a solemn voice came,
But this sound does not make people afraid.
On the contrary, it can make people feel extremely intimate, as if the source of the sound is their true home.
“If all men were Buddhas, there would be no Buddha in the world;
If there were no Buddha in the world, people would waste their time;
Buddha is immeasurable, Buddha is boundless, Buddha has no form,
At the end of all things and phenomena, there is Buddha. "
far away,
By the creek,
A monk in a ragged robe was standing there.
Facing the direction of Zhou Ze and others,
On his face,
The golden mask shines brightly in the sunlight.
The pressure of this moment,
Like a landslide, like a tsunami,
The location of the three people,
It is like a small boat in the sea of Buddhism, which may be submerged at any time.
The monk exudes a peaceful temperament.
It's like meeting old friends again.
Put your hands together,
Sincerely said:
"Amitabha."